Preston's Champ Poem by Stephen Katona

A young art student had a fright,
One cold December's night.
She found herself in a scary alley,
With no money for a taxi.
To poor Dominique,
Life seemed bleak,
Until a homeless man called Robbie,
Showed more kindness than anybody,
By offering her his last three pounds,
A generosity with no bounds.
Now this tramp in Preston,
Can teach us all a lesson,
And you might also ask why,
He returns dropped wallets to passers by.
This man offered all he had,
So maybe the world's not so bad.

Robbie used to sleep in the cold,
His clothes damp with mould,
But thousands copied his will to give,
Found him somewhere to live,
And gave many others on the street,
Something warm to drink and eat.

Now please let us all find,
A heart that's just as kind.